Underswap|When She Cries [BOOK 4]

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Then, as if he has grown tired, an orange aura surrounds his shorter brother and a dark blue heart appeared, he held him down afterwards using his magic and watched nervously as his brother struggled from excitement at seeing you.

You continued to stare at the two, debating whether to laugh or stop Papyrus from doing anymore than this, "Hey, uhm, I think you should stop. He seems . . . calmer now." You muttered finally, watching the shorter skeleton stop flailing his arms around like a lunatic to finally catch his breath dramatically.

"oh, sure." Papyrus effortlessly spoke and the orange hue surrounding the shorter skeleton temporarily vanished. The skeleton, Sans, quickly stood casually, as if nothing happened seconds ago and dusted off the few freckles of snow on his . . . clothes. He cleared his throat, making you look into his pair of ocean blue orbs that had a light blue star in the middle of it.

"HUMAN," he spoke, his tone reeks of confidence which you found quite silly remembering the scene that had been unfolded before this, "I, THE AMAZING SANS, WILL HEREBY CAPTURE YOU! AND THEN . . . THEN! I ACTUALLY DON'T KNOW WHAT'S NEXT." He mumbled, making you release a silent aww, "BUT! STEP FORTH AND YOU SHALL SEE WHAT MY BROTHER AND I COULD DO!" Suddenly, the grin on his face even grew wider, "MWEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!" he exclaimed cheerfully as he rushed forward, "HEH!" he added before finally disappearing.

A couple of moments standing there and processing what just happened passed and Papyrus was suddenly in front of you. Hovering above your small figure as you helplessly craned your neck to meet his lazy gaze, "hey," he greeted with a lazy lopsided grin spreading across his mouth, "Hi." You mumbled, biting back the urge to make your face look like a blood red tomato, "i've never seem him that excited before. you really did a good job doing it." He told you.

Making you accidentally reminisce on the events that had been unfolded just seconds ago with Sans’ unexpected flailing moments, you immediately giggled at the sudden thought, making the taller skeleton in front of you raise a nonexistent eyebrow, "O-Oh," you quickly recovered, "I-I didn't mean to laugh that much. S-Sorry." You stammered, quickly shutting your lips sealed, "n-no, it's cool." He smirked, "in fact," he trailed off, his eyes following afterwards before looking back down into your orbs, "i kind of liked it." He admitted, and there was a tense yet comfortable silence that washed over you both until, "PAPYRUS!"

"oh, uh." He stuttered, looking over his shoulder and yelling, "be there in a sec, bro!" Then turning back to you with the same lopsided smirk he had earlier, his cigar dangling at the edge of your teeth, "welp, i'll see ya later, darling." He winked at you before vanishing like he did before. Leaving you there looking like a deadbeat tomato.

How long were you gonna stand there and process the events that was unfolded before your eyes? You didn't know. Yet you didn't want to question either. You just enjoyed the idea of processing nice things for once. Taking it slow, enjoying it while it lasts? It seems quite typical for a normal person and yet so utterly rare to you.

First there was a caring, old, fuzz ball of a man whom you have called Dad. Who happen to be kind enough to give you a CELL PHONE. Second was these two brothers whom happen to love each other unconditionally. There couldn't be anything greater than these could there? Although, there was that weird lump of a creature Temmie where Asgore was kind enough to help you with.

But then again, the Underground is a very mysterious place filled with different sorts of monsters you have yet to encounter. Albeit something in the pit of your gut scolding you for leaving the comfort of Asgore's home, you stayed determined and hold onto that tiny hope of getting to know that taller skeleton.

Something about him fluster you too much.